Sorry for the delay, I was trying to get a refund after I realized that Row 11, seats 7-10 were taken! Here’s a link to today’s strip.
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Fanboy Harry
From the looks of the empty theater in today’s strip, there wasn’t a single movie playing before 7:30? It doesn’t look like a cineplex, just a single-screen old tyme theater. If they’re only showing one or two movies a day it’s no wonder theaters like these might be in trouble.
Of course, the person who sold Harry and Holly their tickets also personally accompanied them to their seats because that’s just how theaters in Westview work? Is he also the popcorn seller and projectionist?
When Harry Met Silly
SosfDavidO here, with yet another example of Tombat’s affinity for cinema revivals of films spilling into his characters yet again in today’s strip. I guess Tombat better crank this gag out soon, as a lot of movie theaters are going to systems that allow you to purchase tickets (and pick your seats) ahead of time.
Eh, this is Westview. Harry probably had to throw down a Morgan dollar for two tickets and there’s probably a curtain that has to be drawn before the start of each show.
Whining While Winning
Bull can’t even manage to look pleased by the Big Reveal in today’s strip. If the artist was looking for stunned, it came across as only slightly interested instead.
No Formats Left Behind
It really IS a videotape! Someone actually brought a VHS camcorder to Bull’s last game? Or is this some ancient tape Dinkle unearthed while he was endlessly roaming around WHS for no sensible reason? These people and the videotapes, that was a technological advancement Westviewians oddly embraced for some reason instead of shunning it like they always do.
“What? Movies with sound? Kids today are so spoiled. I’ll stick to my silent films, this is just a fad.”
“Ahhh, the color, the tint…just two more silly knobs to have to fiddle with. I’ll stick to my old black & white TV, thank you very much.”
“Video games? On the TV? Where do you put the comic book? Kids today are so weird.”
“WOW! A camcorder! I can make my own video tapes! I’m gonna record everything and save all the tapes even if the format eventually dies out!”
One of these is not like the others. Imagine it, you’re at a WHS football game, filming with your phone. Then you look up and notice the angry faces of the locals, all of them with huge old-fashioned VHS camcorders hoisted on their aching sagging shoulders. You begin to hear the murmurs…”fancy technology wiz thinks he’s so cool”…”yeah, let’s see him dub copies with that thing”…”damn kids today”. The crowd begins passing around hand-written little notes mocking you. And when you innocently ask whether that horrible wooden trough thing is really supposed to be the men’s room the fed-up mob attacks, running you out of the bleachers and back to your futuristic dream world. And it’s all on videotape.
Son of Stuck Funky 